Some Feelings Sink So Deep Into The

Fate Gives All Of Us Three Teachers, Three Friends, Three Enemies, And Three Great Loves In Our Lives. But These Twelve Are Always Disguised, And We Can Never Know Which One Is Which Until We’ve Loved Them, Left Them, Or Fought Them.

It's Forgiveness That Makes Us What We Are. Without Forgiveness, Our Species Would've Annihilated Itself In Endless Retributions. Without Forgiveness, There Would Be No History. Without That Hope, There Would Be No Art, For Every Work Of Art Is In Some Way An Act Of Forgiveness. Without That Dream, There Would Be No Love, For Every Act Of Love Is In Some Way A Promise To Forgive. We Live On Because We Can Love, And We Love Because We Can Forgive.

The Tears, When They Come To Some Men, Are Worse Than Beatings. They're Wounded Worse By Sobbing, Men Like That, Than They Are By Boots And Batons. Tears Begin In The Heart, But Some Of Us Deny The Heart So Often, And For So Long, That When It Speaks We Hear Not One But A Hundred Sorrows In The Heartbreak. We Know That Crying Is A Good And Natural Thing. We Know That Crying Isn't A Weakness, But A Kind Of Strength. Still, The Weeping Rips Us Root By Tangled Root From The Earth, And We Crash Like Fallen Trees When We Cry.

A Man Has To Find A Good Woman, And When He Finds Her He Has To Win Her Love. Then He Has To Earn Her Respect. Then He Has To Cherish Her Trust. And Then He Has To, Like, Go On Doing That For As Long As They Live. Until They Both Die. That's What It's All About. That's The Most Important Thing In The World. That's What A Man Is, Yaar. A Man Is Truly A Man When He Wins The Love Of A Good Woman, Earns Her Respect, And Keeps Her Trust. Until You Do That, You're Not A Man.

Food Is Music To The Body, Music Is Food To The Heart.